Driving from one client to another on the outskirts of Detroit, I knew I would be passing a rest stop that was a known cruisy spot. I was wearing a tight pair of purple satin thong panties under my clothes, and was feeling Horny. I pulled onto the off ramp, I could see several cars parked in front of the side walk leading to the restroom building. As I came to a stop in a parking spot, I noticed all three cars in the parking lot were empty. My cock swelled, hoping the owners were sitting in the restroom with hard cocks waiting for a blowjob. Climbing out of my PT cruiser and slowly making the long walk to the men's room, I entered the front door into the lobby of the building. This was a perfect place to find hook ups, because the front door of the lobby was loud, giving anyone in the adjoining restrooms plenty of notice that someone had entered the building.
As I made the way into the men's room, I turned the corner into the rest room which had a row of 3 empty urinals and 4 stalls, each with six foot high walls, all with doors. On the opposite wall were a line of sinks. Finding the first 3 stalls "occupied", I went into the last stall. The dingy stall, was the handicapped one and provided plenty of room to maneuver. The graffiti on the walls showed plenty of cruisy writings. As I pulled my pants down, and sat on the dank shitter, I could see the pair of sneakers of the person in the next stall. I made sure that my pants were pushed down tight against to my shoes, and my purple satin thong laying on top of my wadded up jeans. This was to clearly show my feminine outfit to all under stall lookers. I sat slowly stroking my hard dick, waiting for a sign from my stall mate. Reading all the advertisements for blowjobs and other messages for hook ups and meetings on the walls of the stall, I was so turned on. I could hear someone stroking a cock, making the distinct sound of fist pounding a slick wet hard cock.
